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August Burns Red
« Messengers »
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1 | Truth of a Liar - 4:12
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| 2 | Up Against The Ropes - 5:04
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| 3 | Back Burner - 3:42
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| 4 | The Blinding Light - 5:28
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| 5 | Composure - 4:13
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| 6 | Vital Signs - 3:17
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| 7 | The Eleventh Hour - 4:05
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| 8 | The Balance - 3:20
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| 9 | Black Sheep - 3:53
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| 10 | An American Dream - 4:41
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| 11 | Redemption - 6:16 |
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Jake Luhrs − vocals
JB Brubaker − guitar
Brent Rambler − guitar
Dustin Davidson − bass, vocals
Matt Greiner − drums |
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Messengers is August Burns Red's second album; it sold 9,000 copies in its first week on sale. A video for the song "Composure" was recorded and was released as a single on September 6, 2007. A vinyl copy of this record was also released with limited press numbers through the band's former label, CI Records. |
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| 1. "Truth of a Liar"
Allow what’s done to preach new insight to your life.
Hindsight is perfect vision.
The past is easiest to see.
Clear a path, Stand aside.
We’re carrying the torch now,
There’s no stopping us.
You think you’re everything to everyone.
Go ahead, Partake in it,Justify |
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Хм, если честно, то слегка удивился, что такую группу обходят стороной. А группа, безусловно, стоящая и заслуживающая внимания. По стилю сабж - металкор, но не абы какой, а «техникал-». Данный релиз и представляет собой весьма высокотехничный металкор, рядом с которым многие коллеги, помешанные исключительно на тупой прямолинейной молотьбе, просто нервно курят в сторонке. Интересные гитарные партии, классно прописанные ударные, не обижающий слух вокал. Всё это присутствует на данном альбоме. Особо, конечно, хотелось бы отметить мелодику группы. Она необычайна и, я бы даже сказал, неповторима. По сравнению с предыдущим альбомом здесь сохранены все его лучшие элементы, только доведены до более высокой степени профессионализма и мастерства. В общем, полный «маст-хэв», мимо которого не должен пройти ни один металкорщик, да и вообще просто ценитель хорошей тяжёлой музыке, не замороченный на стилистических догмах. |
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August Burns Red - это такая металкор-группа из штата Пенсильвания. Прибавьте к слову металкор термины "христанский" и "технический" и получите более точное определение данной команды. Альбом "Messengers" получился замечательный для такого уже немного застоявшегося жанра. Отличная техника и композиторское мастерство музыкантов, вследствие чего мы получаем часто меняющиеся ритмы и темы. Обилие сочных брейкдаунов только к лицу группе. Вокал хороший, где-то похож на Unearth. Альбом может показаться сначала трудным для восприятия так как все музыкальное разнообразие больно уж сильно разбросано, поэтому стоит послушать несколько раз и внимательно. Звук на альбоме слегка грязноват, но здесь он только на пользу. Лучшей песней я считаю открывающую "The Truth Of A Liar", при прослушивании которой, мне представляется взбирание на гору.
За свежесть музыкальных идей для такого жанра, как металкор, плюс за технику, запись и вокал, ниже десятки этому альбому поставить трудно. Мастхэв для всех любителей данного жанра, остальным по желанию. |
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It will eat you alive.
This is not a one way road,
You’re headed for the dead end.
You might think you’re everything to everyone.
Well pardon me if I intrude.
You’re not a perfect man in a perfect world, Look at where your ignorance has brought you.
All this will be buried.
Like the fall of Rome, you will come crashing down.
The truth hurts, but denial’s what will kill you.
All that you loved, all that you treasure, will pass with time.
Blinded by the inability to see beyond flesh and blood.
Shifting blame with a log in your eye. Insisting that a string tied to your limbs is what’s to blame.
Suck it up and bite the bullet.
2. "Up Against The Ropes"
Pushed up against the ropes, you wouldn't last another round.
I never wished for you to suffer like this.
You would not listen.
We will survive, the strong, the fortunate, the never ending.
We will survive through thick and thin.
Looking in the mirror, seeing a trouble reflection.
This is our darkest hour.
Remember what you said when we waved our goodbyes.
We're all dead in the end, so live life while you can.
You've abandoned me.
You've abandoned all of us.
We've forgiven you, so forgive yourself.
I have little sympathy for this divorce story.
Stand in front of the jury, with no happy ending.
3. "Back Burner"
Convictions to the back burner.
Remembering what's really important isn't so important after all.
Gather all your possessions, and smile because you've got it all.
Still that empty feeling won't go away.
Your puzzle's missing one very essential piece,
And I know you'll keep looking in all the wrong places until it's too late.
Slip on the ice again.
When did you become so cold?
Living for the here and now never made so much sense.
You think you've got all the time in the world, but this could all be ending now.
How far down will you go before it's too late?
Slipping on the ice again, you've become so cold.
Lucky for you rock bottom is in sight.
Your wake up call is set for now,
And the trail you have followed has come all the way to the end.
I hope you survive the crash.
4. "The Blinding Light"
The fear is what shelters them.
It's what shades their eyes and muffles their ears.
Keep them inside.
Lock them up in a closet known as home.
In here no one can find them.
In here no one can fill them with filth.
They were born with the silverware clenched in their teeth,
And so help us, they will die with it too.
None of them will make anything of themselves.
They don't need their own lives.
The ones we have planned will work just fine.
The world is a terrifying place.
Without us they will never make it.
They will never reach their potential.
They will never ever surpass us.
Without our watchful eye, they might just leave us behind.
5. "Composure"
Shake it off.
Pick yourself up, they say.
Your life fell apart in your hands, and you’ve got the scars to prove it.
It’s not the first time, and they’re getting deeper.
Pull it together.
Button up your shirt.
Roll down those sleeves.
Don’t let them see how you’ve coped.
More and more your demeanor looks like quicksand.
It seems like your giving up on everything you worked for.
It’s pulling you under.
It’s gripping around your throat.
Life can be overwhelming,
but don’t turn your back on the strongest crutch you’ve ever.
They have always been there to brace your fall.
Wave goodbye to the past.
You’ve got your whole life to lead.
It’s time to gain some ground
6. "Vital Signs"
This building is barely standing on it's own foundation.
I've collapsed it's lungs, calloused it's heart
And sucked the life out of this for all of Sunday to see.
I've taken the breath out of everything they believe, everything they hold true.
Preaching to the deaf and blind, no one sees my effort.
No one gets the point. Welcome to my dying home.
Welcome inside these crumbling walls.
A meaningless handshake greets them all with smiles of false hope.
Do I even care as I watch a sea of people dwindling into an audience of skin and bones
An audience who doesn't have the strength to walk out
On a man who has tarnished their faith?
7. "The Eleventh Hour"
We’ve heard the sound that ears bleed to hear.
The sound of a place the entire universe awaits.
A passion so powerful that walls crumble to their foundations.
Here the strongest fall to their knees.
The lost find their way back home,
but the masses buy what will make them rich,
feasting on lies, chasing their tails.
Truth be told, they’ll get what they were promised.
Crawling away, burning with regret, to the deepest, darkest depths of Hell.
We got news for you.
The day is soon coming when turning your back won’t be an option.
Keep telling yourself what you really don’t believe.
You can compromise what you know to be true,
and you can turn off all of your senses,
but in the end you’ll see nothing stands between a man and his maker.
No matter what it’s your decision.
This isn’t something you could do alone.
Give up, give in no matter what, it’s your decision
8. "The Balance"
All these ideas keep swimming, running through your head.
Quick, we’ll drown them with this fix.
The dose to stop your shaking, the one to silence your voice.
Just take it and you’ll be fine.
Calm, relaxed, obedient, just the way we want you.
Your thoughts are ours to manipulate.
Your actions are ours to control.
Your opinions are a thing of the past,
so tilt your head back and swallow this.
You’ve become a real team player, a real class act.
No one cares about your identity. Open wide, here it comes.
This prescription makes you perfect
9. "Black Sheep"
You've fallen captive to what you thought would save you,
What you thought would clean your slate.
You're in the thick of it now and you have swallowed the hook.
What's done is done.
We'll continue on with or without you.
Pain must exist in order for healing to survive.
Neither one will ever serve their purpose alone.
You've fallen in love with a dream you've never had.
You've fallen in love with a surreal way of living.
To late to wake, farewell and good luck to you.
See you at the end.
Too late to wake, to lay too waste.
I'm throwing in the towel.
This is my goodbye.
Don't worry.
We saw through your trickery, and were coming out alive.
See you at the end.
What was once your life is now lifeless.
What was once your life is now your jail cell.
10. "An American Dream"
Suffocation. Suffocate with no room to breath.
Forgive us for 'now' is too late.
This is not an American dream.
This is no longer an American dream. We're trying to breath underwater.
The few, the proud, no longer sing their song.
One nation under God, it's us against the world.
We've cut the tongue from society, forcing consumption, never hearing "no."
We've brainwashed our children to believe this is destiny.
Spoiled rotten, still counting their 1, 2, 3's.
Forgive us for 'now' is too late.
Forgive us for fueling the flame.
This is not an American dream any longer,
As we've become spoiled, rotten, counting our 1, 2, 3's.
Disease infesting our young, beauty has become the beast.
11. "Redemption"
I trust in you for life to live, and air to breath.
Purity fills my lungs.
I no longer live in solitude.
No longer bound.
My heart beats with great devotion.
This is the start to a new beginning.
On my knees praying for mercy.
Hands raised high, humble and broken. Wanting your grace.
Wanting your security.
Memories of laying facedown, motionless, with such a hollow feeling inside.
Soon I would end this life I was living.
I am just a man with a heart and sinful hands.
I am a fallen victim.
Lord, show me the way. I ask of you Father, let my words be your words.
Let my thoughts be your thoughts.
To you, I give my praise.
Show me the way. Take me in your arms. Never let me go.
Lord, show me the way, as I give myself to you.
Never let me go.
Hold me with your everlasting love.
Be my strength. Be my voice. Be my glory. Set me free.